Now That I Look Back

I Didn't Like The Competitiveness Of Big-time Journalism.

You Can't Travel The Back Roads Very Long Without Discovering A Multitude Of Gentle People Doing Good For Others With No Expectation Of Gain Or Recognition. The Everyday Kindness Of The Back Roads More Than Makes Up For The Acts Of Greed In The Headlines. Some People Out There Spend Their Whole Lives Selflessly.

Look For Joy In Your Life; It's Not Always Easy To Find.

It Does No Harm Just Once In A While To Acknowledge That The Whole Country Isn't In Flames, That There Are People In The Country Besides Politicians, Entertainers, And Criminals.

It Was Cold Out There, Bitter, Biting, Cutting, Piercing, Hyperborean, Marmoreal Cold, And There Were All These Minnesotans Running Around Outdoors, Happy As Lambs In The Spring.